| Spring is rolling in I smell the sunlight on your skin
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| Want to get on outside let our hair back into the wind?
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| I’ve been tired of hanging 'round, tired of all the news of decay
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| Getting tired of this town, and running out of reasons to stay
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| Just promise you’ll stay mine
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| Just promise it’ll all work out fine
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| The air is so cold this time of year, it’s cold like a killer’s sin
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| And the lonely old forced hot air, it dries out your skin
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| And it gets me so down when the loneliness spreads to your eyes
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| Don’t tell me it’s fine, I know it’s a lie
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| Just promise you’ll stay mine
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| Just promise it’ll all work out fine
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| If we turn it up, and the radio can sing us home
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| The snow is melting faster now that sun’s making me feel stoned
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| Turn it up, c’mon baby sing along
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| Let’s lose these winter blues and we’ll stumble home
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| Just promise you’ll stay mine
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| Just promise it’ll all work out fine
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| If we turn it up, and the radio can sing us home
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| The snow is melting faster now that sun’s making me feel stoned
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| Turn it up, c’mon baby sing along
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| Let’s lose these winter blues and we’ll stumble home
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| If we turn it up, and the radio can sing us home
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| The snow is melting faster now that sun’s making me feel stoned
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| Turn it up, c’mon baby sing along
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| Let’s lose these winter blues and we’ll stumble home
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| Yeah, we’re gonna lose these winter blues and we’ll stumble home
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| Stumble home |